Broken Word

Knight-whitehorse

Where did this idea of keeping one’s word go?
Honor has become an antiquated idea
best left in the days of the Round table.
Promises full of “maybe” rule the day.

I say, I do.
I give my word.
Without honor
I am a lie.

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